“That one can convince one’s opponents with printed reasons, I have not believed since the year 1764. It is not for that purpose that I have taken up my pen, but rather merely to annoy them, and to give strength and courage to those on our side, and to make it known to the others that they have not convinced us.”
G.C. Lichtenberg (1742 – 1799), courtesy of 'Deogolwulf'

Tuesday, 17 April 2018

Yet another Westminster 'snore-fest'

I actually watched some of the so-called Parliamentary 'debate' yesterday as the Labour party tried to hold Mrs. May's feet to the fire but the fact is that no matter how hard they huffed and puffed they simply couldn't get the damned thing to catch fire! This was partly due to the fact that such is the malnourished state of our armed forces that only four aircraft actually took part in the operation and next year, when they are retired due to decrepit, old age, we probably will not have any!

Even so, Corbyn and Co. tried their best - which verged on the pathetic! - to engender some passion but missed by a mile. It is now perfectly clear that Corbyn and his supporters - who are definitely not the entirety of the Labour party - simply detest and despise their own country and are ready, willing and able to drop their pants and bend over for any passing murderous dictator and allow him to give them a seeing to! Even so, a word of praise must be offered to those lonely voices on the Labour benches who acknowledged that in a difficult situation Mrs. May had operated honourably and wisely.

The other group in Parliament who have me wrinkling my nose at the smell are the Scots Nats. It is not so much what they say as the way they snarl it! Why, one wonders, do they all without exception sound like drunks in a 'Glasgie' pub about to 'glass' you? They are free to express their disagreement with government policy but surely they could manage that without clouds of black smoke erupting from every orifice!

Finally, it was that jumped-up, poisonous, little dwarf who drove me off my TV. Mr. Speaker Bercow has stupidity and bumptiousness in inverse proportion to his titchy little body. Alas, his brain, I suspect, is even tinier than his little willy, the cause, I suspect, of Mrs. Bercow's naughtiness in times past.

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I saw a good bit of PM May addressing the House and thought she managed herself quite well.

Your sentence: "It is now perfectly clear that Corbyn and his supporters - who are definitely not the entirety of the Labour party - simply detest and despise their own country and are ready..." really hit home. Over here we call them "progressives". A filthy bunch on either side of the pond.